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2024-10-08 14:19:17Moreau closed her eyes. Her stepfather's touch forced her to press the man's face deeper. Savoring every bit of it; it felt like a wild fuck offer. Even she only flinched briefly when the man turned her body to face the bathroom wall. Then ducked back down only to fondle the wet recess and leave a blushing bite there.
Moreau's palms were glued to the bathroom wall with the need to turn half a face away, waiting for Abihirt to remove the one remaining cloth on his own body, after the man had even left her completely naked. It seemed so hurried that Moreau didn't realize that Abihirt's palm, right now, wanted to wrap around her much smaller hand. The man was preparing something. A moment to stroke that rock-solid dick. How hard it felt under the crack of Moreau's leg. She swallowed roughly feeling the intimate penetration. Biting her lip involuntarily as Abihirt tentatively entered her The man moved slowly, addin
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